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in so he could “see if it fit”. I feigned exasperation but I loved that he wanted reminders of me. And I thought it was funny that he thought he’d have to convince me to send them.
    The underwear didn’t take up much room, and I’d packed every single piece.
    The door buzzed but I wasn’t ready to hang up on Ethan so I maneuvered my case out of the flat, and outside to the waiting cab while Ethan told me about his day coming back from Aspen. I wanted to ask whether he’d told his parents about us, but I held back. I didn’t know what New York would bring me on this trip. Last time it had brought me Ethan, but would this visit take him back from me? Would we find a way to be together? I pushed the thought from my head and tried to concentrate on what he was saying.
    “Were your parents unhappy to only have such a short time with you?”
    “I don’t think so. They seem to be delighted that there may be a prospect of continuing the Scott name. I’m sure they thought I was gay.”
    I half choked on the breath I’d inhaled. “So you told them about me coming to visit?” I managed to push the words out of my still-winded lungs.
    “Of course. Shouldn’t I have?”
    “Of course. I just . . . ”
    “Did you tell your family about me?”
    Jesus, was this going to be a thing?
    “Umm, kinda.”
    “Don’t bullshit me, Anna. You didn’t say anything?” He sounded puzzled more than anything.
    “Well, not specifically. I really don’t have that type of relationship with them. They knew something was going on. I mean, I spent my whole visit either on the phone with you or texting you.”
    “Wow.”
    “It’s no big deal, Ethan.”
    “Apparently not,” he said. I wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that. “Listen, it’s late. I’ll see you at the airport.”
    “Ethan.”
    “Have a safe flight. I love you, Anna.”
    And he was gone.

    My ache for Ethan intermingled with the anxiety that had sprouted out of our last conversation. I just needed to see him and it would be like it always was when we were together, wouldn’t it?
    Time on the plane seemed to pass at a different speed than in real life. I couldn’t focus on my book or any of the films. I just needed Ethan. I wanted him to tell me everything was going to be okay.
    By the time the plane arrived and I’d passed through security, my excitement and nerves had brought on full body shaking. Border control must have thought I was smuggling something illegal. I was surprised I wasn’t searched.
    Ethan spotted me before I saw him and the smile that spread across his face made my stomach curl. Jesus, I’d forgotten how handsome he was. I was tempted to dry hump him right there. Our eyes locked and he cupped my face with his hands and slid his lips across mine, softly, gently.
    “God, you smell good,” he said into my mouth. “And you taste good,” he said, trailing his tongue along my bottom lip. “And you look phenomenal. Are you sure you’re real?”
    He dipped his tongue past my lips and pushed against mine. I moaned. God, how I had missed the feel of him. I smoothed my hands up from his shoulders to find his neck, straining and tight under my fingers. He pulled me toward him, deepening his kiss, pressing my body to his, pushing his hardness against my stomach. I needed him, in every way, right there. He circled his hips and then pulled his head back.
    “We should go, or I’m going to get arrested.”
    “I think it would be worth it.”
    He growled and grabbed my abandoned suitcase in one hand, my arm in the other and started charging toward the exit. I had to half skip to keep up with his large strides and determined pace.
    “Like the idiot I am, I drove,” he said tightly. “Thought it would stop me from having you in the back of the car in front of Rory.”

Ethan
    I heard Anna laugh and I turned my head. She was looking at me, laughing at me.
    “What?” I asked, without interrupting our breakneck pace to the